[ You couldn't stop me from doing anything in any state, he thinks but doesn't say. Astarion would just opine about being freedom and independence and Iorveth would eventually have no choice but to fold. Honestly, he's too easy. ]
If you wanted a snuggle, you could have just said so.
[ Like he isn't the one who forced Iorveth to keep cuddling him. Sue him! After two centuries being disgusted by the feeling of another person's body against his, he finally has somebody he actually enjoys being close to. Every second with Iorveth feels like he's erasing one of those old, shameful memories and replacing it with a better one. It's only reasonable that he takes as much advantage of that as he can.
The bed is too small for an elf, much less two elves, but he crams himself into the tiny space regardless, legs bent in order to keep his feet from dangling off. He usually prefers to be the one cradled, but Iorveth is unwell, so he generously maneuvers him to lie against his chest.
Max the tuxedo cat jumps up onto the mattress to join them, and Astarion nudges him with a spindly knee. ]
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If you wanted a snuggle, you could have just said so.
[ Like he isn't the one who forced Iorveth to keep cuddling him. Sue him! After two centuries being disgusted by the feeling of another person's body against his, he finally has somebody he actually enjoys being close to. Every second with Iorveth feels like he's erasing one of those old, shameful memories and replacing it with a better one. It's only reasonable that he takes as much advantage of that as he can.
The bed is too small for an elf, much less two elves, but he crams himself into the tiny space regardless, legs bent in order to keep his feet from dangling off. He usually prefers to be the one cradled, but Iorveth is unwell, so he generously maneuvers him to lie against his chest.
Max the tuxedo cat jumps up onto the mattress to join them, and Astarion nudges him with a spindly knee. ]
Get lost, furball.